Demetrio stayed in a five-star hotel, in a suite, he asked for an adjoining room for security.
He took off his clothes with a smile on his face. He couldn't get Eva's gaze out of his head, he couldn't forget her kisses, her lips, her character, everything about her was stuck in his mind.
He shook his head as he stepped into the shower.
"You know you swore not to fall in love and play with all the Laureti women, never again can someone hurt you like Alina," he said to himself.
He couldn't love, it was an oath, he had done it in the past and he had suffered too much, not only Alina abandoned him a few weeks before their wedding, she also humiliated him with strong words.
She rubbed his body, he was a beautiful man, with perfect and loaded attributes, much more than Santino, who although he had his own, was always far ahead of her. That's why he never understood why she preferred him.
I guess it's not just beauty that's important, she thought. He had always been so arrogant and overbearing.
He came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and put on some underpants to sleep; he was exhausted.
Suddenly he felt someone knocking at the door, he got up in a hurry and opened it. His jaw dropped to the floor when he saw Eva behind it.
"What are you doing here?" asked Demetrio in astonishment when he saw her and dressed as she was.
"I came to tell you yes, do I want to be in Tamara's place," Eva bit her lip hard, she knew it drove Demetrio crazy when she did that with her mouth.
Laureti grabbed her arm, pulling her into the room, as she devoured her lips, desperately.
"I'll make Georgia hear my name under your lips," Demetrio said in her ear, making Eva moan.
"How will you do that, Mr. Laureti?" she asked, her eyes illuminated by the dim lamplight.
"Spread your legs," he commanded with desire.
Eva spread her legs and he yanked her dress off to discover that she wore no underwear underneath.
He licked at the sight of her erect nipples, they were hard and erect, causing Laureti's most precious friend to become aroused with a jerk.
He moved closer to her taking them with his lips and sucked them hard, while taking the other one with his hands.
Eva's flower was wet and throbbing from just feeling her boss eating her breasts.
"Ah!!!", Eva gasped as he gently pinched them.
"Lie down, Miss Evangelina," Demetrio ordered, making Eva lie down.
Demetrius bent Eva's knees and buried his head in her exposed flower, rubbing at the tiny bud, making Eva's cries heard, as he had said, all over Georgia.
He licked her nectar and pulled out his huge rifle to thrust inside his longing secretary as his cell phone began to ring.....
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He shook himself, another dream, every night it was the same, he dreamed about her and ended up choking his friend with his hand and taking it out on other women.
"Damn!" snorted Demetrius, seeing his big erection and the soaking wetness of his boxer shorts.
He got up and showered to go to Eva's house after breakfast.
"You have to stop thinking about her like that," he reproached himself in annoyance. He'd never had dreams like that about a woman and now, along came his ugly secretary to change his world like that, was he obsessed with her?"
He left the hotel, ready to look for her. He just wished she was ready to leave.
When he got home, Eva came out already dressed and with her suitcase to return.
"Didn't you know you were so urgent to get back?", Demetrio said to her, as soon as she opened the door with a mocking grimace.
Eva smiled blushing. She had never wanted anything in her life like going back to her job and although it was hard for her to admit it, she was urgent to leave her parents' house, she wasn't going to put up with her aunt and cousins every day there, let alone Esteban, she hated him.
" Mr. Demetrio, I remind you that it was you who wanted me to come back", Eva made a grimace with her lips, provoking Demetrio's smile.
"Mr. Demetrio, ha, ha, ha, ha, I missed you," Eva repeated politely.
Eva smiled and motioned for him to wait for her to say goodbye to her parents; her father cried, he thought his daughter was going to be with him a little longer, but he understood that Evangelina was no longer a child.
Eva peeked through the door again, nervous.
"Is something wrong?" asked Laureti curiously.
"Papa wants to talk to you," Eva whispered without taking her eyes off the floor.
The Italian was speechless, he found it strange that Eva's father wanted to talk to him about what, why, he looked at Eva inquisitively and entered the house.
After a few minutes, Demetrio came out with a smile, bidding an affectionate farewell to Guillermo, Evangelina's father.
"I'm sure of that too, Mr. Guillermo, don't worry, you'll soon be counting on it." Eva's mouth dropped open, seeing Demetrio say those words and shake his hand, amicably.
She gave her father a kiss and got into the van to head to the airport.
"Tomorrow we have to travel Evangelina, we also have to create a new project, I brought quite a lot of clothes," Demetrio started to list to Eva. Since he had already started with the work, on top of that they had the meeting with the Russians and the Chinese, they had not finished setting up the project, plus that day he had lost without Eva, everything had piled up even more for him.
They arrived at the airport. Demetrio had already paid and ordered the return flights, the two sat together. Evangelina felt uncomfortable every time her arm mistakenly collided with Demetrio's, her hair stood on end and she felt that strange current that was both pleasurable and uncomfortable.
"Mr. Laureti," Eva turned to look at him, she was so close she could, detail each of their faces, Demetrio could smell the exquisite vanilla scent and Eva could inhale the shaving cream smell of her boss.
"Tell me, Eva," Demetrio replied swallowing thickly, it was becoming more and more evident the attraction he felt for his secretary, it was a strange attraction.
"What did my father tell you?" she asked curiously,
"Man stuff, Miss Anderson, stop being nosy," he smiled sideways and Eva stuck her tongue out at him in a childish act could she stop being so arrogant?
Two hours later, they were arriving at the office, it was not yet noon, so Evangelina got to work, even though it had only been two days, it seemed like work had piled up on her, so she decided to stay late.
"Eva," Demetrio peeked through the door. "I'm going home, are you going to stay a little longer?" he asked.
"Yes, Mr. Laureti, I need to advance something here and at home I don't have internet," Demetrio nodded.
"Ok, but, for the record, it's your call..."
"Yeah, yeah, easy." She rolled her eyes.
"Down there is your car, take care of yourself," he told her again walking out.
Eva turned her eyes back to the laptop again, concentrating on organizing some explanatory brochures and a perfectly narrated presentation, when the door opened again.
"Demetrio!", Eva suddenly said without realizing she was addressing him as "tuterio"....
"So she's addressing him," Tamara entered his office.
Now what does she want me to be, she thought clenching her fists, she had just arrived and immediately the fly was coming to bother.
"You didn't hold back, little dead fly," Tamara approached her speaking softly. Showing off her perfect breasts that stuck out as always from her shirt.
Eva looked at Tamara with a smile.
"You know something Tamara, I feel sorry for you, because you think you have eaten the world by sleeping with my boss, you haven't, because he only uses you for his dirty benefits, you have nothing in your head little girl, instead me, I haven't slept with him and I am wanted hours away from here, because of my intelligence." Tamara's blood boiled, she glared at Eva with her eyes and stormed out of there on her heels, while Evangelina smiled victoriously.
She continued at her work for another hour; she turned off the laptop and grabbed her bag to leave, but surprise; the door was locked.
"Damn it!", Eva snorted trying to open the door, but it was locked from the outside.
Eva's office was so small she could barely fit her desk, a small table and that did move sideways. Eva hated it from the moment she saw it, she hated small and closed places; she suffered from claustrophobia, that's why she always kept her office open, besides, it had no ventilation and it was the only way to feel the air coming in.
He tried desperately to open the door, it was glass and he could look outside, but no matter how hard he tried it would close.
"Tamara!" cried Eva in desperation; she knew it had been her doing to lock her in.
"Help, please!" Eva's breathing was beginning to hitch, when she saw Demetrio pass by.
"Mr. Demetrio! Help me, please!" she cried, and Demetrio ran to meet her.
Laureti had arrived home, but she forgot to take some important documents with her, so after an hour, she had to return.
"What happened Eva, who locked you in?" asked Demetrio trying to open up.
"I don't know, Mr. Laureti, please, I can't stand it, I can't breathe," she said trying at all costs, not to lose her calm.
Demetrio opened his eyes wide, Eva was sweating horribly, also her breathing was choppy.
"Calm down Eva, it's locked, I'll go get a copy of the key, yes". Eva nodded and Laureti took the elevator in a hurry to the second floor, she looked for the maintenance staff and asked them for the keys to the offices.
"Damn!" Demetrio was handed a bunch of emergency keys, it was for the one hundred and forty-fifth floor, which had exactly twenty cubicles.
He ran back to the elevator and stood static at the sight of Eva lying in the doorway, almost in agony.
"I'm going to die," Eva whispered. Sweat was slipping like water down her clothes.
"You're not going to die, Eva, calm down, I'm going to open the door, hold on." Demetrio began to place key, after key in the small lock, but it seemed that his nerves were not helping him, key placing key that wasn't.
"Fuck! Why didn't you tell me you suffer from claustrophobia, damn it! I would have given you another office Evangelina!" cried Demetrio desperately; his hands were sweating and his heart was pounding.
He put in the last key and turned the doorknob.
"Eva, wake up!" Eva could barely open her eyes. "Breathe, breathe Evangelina," her chest rose and fell.
Demetrio, in a desperate impulse, took off his shirt, exposing Eva's chest, which was only covered by a black lace bra that only covered her nipples.
He swallowed thickly at the sight of her and began to dry her with the shirt, trying to get her to breathe better.
Eva smiled as she noticed her nakedness, not only because she felt exposed, but because Laureti's eyes couldn't stop staring at that spot.
Eva took her boss's delicate face and pressed her lips against hers in an unbridled impulse.
The girl felt a current running through her body and settling in her center, she was agitated, not only by the lack of breath, also by feeling her boss's tongue in her mouth cavity, he was not only the owner of her first kisses, also of those deep desires she felt at that moment.
Demetrio pulled away from her to look at her, trying to get away from his mind and from his chest those strange sensations he hadn't felt for a woman in years, that inordinate desire, that feeling he didn't know existed in his chest.
"Are you all right?" asked Demetrio, looking into the gray eyes of his secretary, the one he never thought he was kissing at that moment, the one who was driving his senses crazy.
Eva nodded biting her lower lip; she was red with shame, but she was there, exposed for him, in that moment that her mind had clouded to spill out all those repressed feelings.
Demetrio stared at Evangelina's small, pink lips; he took off his glasses to get a better look.
"You are beautiful," he said discovering Eva's beauty, that beauty that can only be seen from the soul.
He went back to her and kissed her again, with more passion and desire, until they were breathless.
Demetrio took her by the hand and helped her up. They both stood in silence, not understanding what had happened, why such strange feelings, it was as if they both knew what the other felt.
He took off his jacket and put it on, they both went down the elevator, Demetrio silently put Eva in his car, the one he had given her without her knowing, got in his and drove off.